Arkansas Chords by Wilburn Brothers
Tempo:
79.95 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
Bm
A
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bm] [A]
[D] Though the brambles took [Bm] the cabin I [D] was born in,
And the brides reclaimed the fields I used to plow,
[G] There's a yearning in my heart to [D] be golden
To that forty-acre [G] patch [A] God [D] sowed in sprouts.
[Bm] Arkansas, are your rivers [D] still flowing?
Is your [G] cotton growing?
White [A] as stone.
Are [G] the squirrels still a-barking up [D] on old Crowley's Ridge?
[G] Has the girl I was sparking gone [Bm] and burned another bridge?
[D] Arkansas,
[Bm] [Em] [A]
[D] Arkansas.
[G] [D] Arkansas, [A] Arkansas.
[D] I have known the [Bm] troubles I was born to [D] know,
I have wanted things a poor man's born to want,
And [G] in all my dreams and memories I [D] go running
Through the fields of [G] [A] Arkansas from which I [D] sprung.
[Bm] Arkansas, are [D] your rivers still flowing?
Is [G] your cotton growing?
[A] White as snow.
Do the [G] young men still piddle with the [D] thought of growing rich,
[G] And slowly turn to old folks sitting [D] whitling [Bm] on a stick?
[D] Arkansas,
[Bm] [A]
[D] Arkansas.
[G] [D]
[D] Though the brambles took [Bm] the cabin I [D] was born in,
And the brides reclaimed the fields I used to plow,
[G] There's a yearning in my heart to [D] be golden
To that forty-acre [G] patch [A] God [D] sowed in sprouts.
[Bm] Arkansas, are your rivers [D] still flowing?
Is your [G] cotton growing?
White [A] as stone.
Are [G] the squirrels still a-barking up [D] on old Crowley's Ridge?
[G] Has the girl I was sparking gone [Bm] and burned another bridge?
[D] Arkansas,
[Bm] [Em] [A]
[D] Arkansas.
[G] [D] Arkansas, [A] Arkansas.
[D] I have known the [Bm] troubles I was born to [D] know,
I have wanted things a poor man's born to want,
And [G] in all my dreams and memories I [D] go running
Through the fields of [G] [A] Arkansas from which I [D] sprung.
[Bm] Arkansas, are [D] your rivers still flowing?
Is [G] your cotton growing?
[A] White as snow.
Do the [G] young men still piddle with the [D] thought of growing rich,
[G] And slowly turn to old folks sitting [D] whitling [Bm] on a stick?
[D] Arkansas,
[Bm] [A]
[D] Arkansas.
[G] [D]
Key:
D
G
Bm
A
Em
D
G
Bm
[Bm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ Though the brambles took [Bm] the cabin I [D] was born in,
And the brides reclaimed the fields I used to plow,
[G] There's a yearning in my heart to [D] be golden
To that forty-acre [G] patch [A] God [D] sowed in sprouts.
[Bm] Arkansas, _ are your rivers [D] still flowing?
Is your [G] cotton growing?
White [A] as stone.
Are [G] the squirrels still a-barking up [D] on old Crowley's Ridge?
[G] Has the girl I was sparking gone [Bm] and burned another bridge?
_ _ [D] Arkansas, _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ [A] _
_ [D] Arkansas.
[G] _ _ [D] Arkansas, [A] Arkansas.
[D] _ I have known the [Bm] troubles I was born to [D] know,
_ I have wanted things a poor man's born to want,
And [G] in all my dreams and memories I [D] go running
_ Through the fields of [G] [A] Arkansas from which I [D] _ sprung.
[Bm] _ Arkansas, are [D] your rivers still flowing?
Is [G] your cotton growing?
[A] White as snow.
_ Do the [G] young men still piddle with the [D] thought of growing rich,
[G] And slowly turn to old folks sitting [D] whitling [Bm] on a stick?
_ _ [D] Arkansas, _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] Arkansas.
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ Though the brambles took [Bm] the cabin I [D] was born in,
And the brides reclaimed the fields I used to plow,
[G] There's a yearning in my heart to [D] be golden
To that forty-acre [G] patch [A] God [D] sowed in sprouts.
[Bm] Arkansas, _ are your rivers [D] still flowing?
Is your [G] cotton growing?
White [A] as stone.
Are [G] the squirrels still a-barking up [D] on old Crowley's Ridge?
[G] Has the girl I was sparking gone [Bm] and burned another bridge?
_ _ [D] Arkansas, _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ [A] _
_ [D] Arkansas.
[G] _ _ [D] Arkansas, [A] Arkansas.
[D] _ I have known the [Bm] troubles I was born to [D] know,
_ I have wanted things a poor man's born to want,
And [G] in all my dreams and memories I [D] go running
_ Through the fields of [G] [A] Arkansas from which I [D] _ sprung.
[Bm] _ Arkansas, are [D] your rivers still flowing?
Is [G] your cotton growing?
[A] White as snow.
_ Do the [G] young men still piddle with the [D] thought of growing rich,
[G] And slowly turn to old folks sitting [D] whitling [Bm] on a stick?
_ _ [D] Arkansas, _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] Arkansas.
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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